4S* "Ah.I" she said, as in a retarded, weary exhalation. Her eyes, gleaming under the brows of her rough-cut ravaged face, fixed upon him. He retreated one step, letting his lifted hands subside. " Matilda," the man on the bed called, but she apparently did not hear him. " Matilda," he repeated. She stirred, shifting her gaze to him. "This is Percy Munn," he said. "You remember Percy Munn?" " Yes," she answered. "He's come to see me," Tolliver explained, "He was just getting ready to give me a glass of water." "How do you do?" she asked. Mr. Munn, wetting his lips, managed to speak, saying, " I just came in." He turned, and while he lifted the pitcher with his right hand, with the other dropped the revolver into his pocket She watched him the whole time. The water made a muted, gurgling noise, spilling into the glass. He handed the glass to the man on the bed, who accepted itv3#&~dtank while the others watched him. "Thank you," , and when Mr. Munn took the glass, he let his head back upon the pillow. "Matilda/' he added, "why don't you fix Perse something to eat? He must be hungry py now, coming a long way." f " I was thinking that," she replied. V*No," Mr. Munn said, almost violently, "no. I'm going, I ;UM wanted to see the Senator. I've seen him now. I'm going." gpe crossed the room toward him, and laid her hand upon his jinn. " Sit down, Mr. Munn," she urged. " Sit down and r€SjL and 111 fix you something." JF I'm going," he replied, seeming to shiver under her touch. " Sit down," she said again. He jerked from her, taking a full pace backward. The empty glass fell from his hand, splintering on the floor. " Fm going," he cried, and flung a sudden, wide gaze about the room, like an animal.